Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

Chapter 586: Chapter 585: Feng Yi’s Favorite, Seafood Lump Soup_1
 

Lin Qingluo’s heart was filled with secret joy, her eyes brightening as she listened; various methods to break the Illusion Array flashed through her mind. In a matter of moments, she had thought of hundreds of them.

“Miss Lin, forgive my presumptuousness; this area of the sea must not be ventured into.”

The Old Village Chief had seen Lin Qingluo constantly staring at the map, her gaze occasionally dwelling on the location of Devil’s Reef, and he couldn’t help but feel a sense of panic. He advised her subconsciously.

“Thank you for the reminder, Village Chief Grandpa. Qingluo understands and won’t take risks recklessly.”

Lin Qingluo collected her thoughts and took out the half-bag of flour from her carrying basket, handing it to the Old Village Chief with a smile, and bid him farewell.

The Old Village Chief accepted it, unable to decline, laughing as he escorted the siblings out to the courtyard gate.

“Sister, are we going to Devil’s Reef?”

Lin Yixuan was smart and observant, guessing his sister’s intention.

“Yes, are you scared, Yixuan?”

Lin Qingluo didn’t hide it, her eyes and eyebrows filled with warmth and gentleness.

“With Sister by my side, I’m not afraid.”

Lin Yixuan uttered the word “Xuan’er” without thinking and paused, subconsciously looking up at his sister.

Lin Qingluo’s smile was warm and doting as ever, “You just changed your name, and you’ll get used to it soon enough. It’s alright.”

“Okay.”

Lin Yixuan gripped his sister’s hand tightly, happily nodding his head. His obsidian-like eyes sparkled with the tiniest stars.

**

When the siblings returned to the Feng Family Mansion, the others had already cleaned up. The kitchen was filled with billowing smoke, and the smell of delicious food floated in the air.

“It smells delicious! What did Fourth Brother make?”

Lin Qingluo sniffed with her little nose, following the fragrance into the kitchen and approaching the stove.

“Seafood Lump Soup, Feng Yi’s favorite.”

Before Lin Jinyun could respond, Shitou’s teasing laughter came from the stone table.

“What favorite? This is called the taste of home.”

Wang Meng glanced at him disdainfully.

“Favorite, the taste of home.”

Shitou pinched a finger like a flower, pretending to sing an opera, putting on airs and raising his voice.

“Get lost!”

Feng Yi’s ears turned slightly red as he kicked Shitou in the small of his back, sending him stumbling a little, almost causing him to fall.

“This guy is causing trouble again.”

Lin Jinlong teased with a smile, rising from the stone bench and striding over to the kitchen in a few steps, folding his arms and leaning against the doorway.

“The Lump Soup will be ready shortly. Jinlong, please bring out the freshly cooked Steamed Buns and cooked meat.”

Lin Jinyun smiled and glanced at him, lifting the pot lid to reveal thin and long dough lumps rolling in boiling water, stirring people’s appetite.

“Okay.”

Lin Jinlong stepped over the threshold, picked up the entire steamer, and strode out of the kitchen.

“Fourth Brother, what did you put in the soup? It’s so fragrant!”

Lin Qingluo sniffed with her little nose, picked up a spoon, and smiled as she peeked into the soup pot.

“Clams and scallops. The neighbor brought them over just now. After chatting with Feng Yi for a bit, she left some Steamed Buns and Spicy Cabbage and then left.”

Lin Jinyun stared affectionately at his cute little sister Yuxue, his heart softening.

“The neighbor is so nice. I’ve been craving Spicy Cabbage.”

Lin Qingluo’s eyes brightened at the mention of Spicy Cabbage, “Especially the Spicy Cabbage my mom used to make. It was beyond delicious.”

“When I have time, I’ll make some for you.”

Lin Jinyun was moved, “I’ve seen people making Spicy Cabbage in the valley, so I know the process.”

“Hehe, Fourth Brother is the best.”

Lin Qingluo’s big eyes shone as she smiled and held up her spoon.

“Do you like scallops? I’ll give you some more.”

Lin Jinyun’s ears replayed those ‘best’ words, his brain excited and on the verge of soaring with happiness.

“Yes, I like them.”

Lin Qingluo swiftly grabbed a ceramic bowl from beside the stove, holding it in her hands, waiting for the soup to be poured.